"i am constantly building mountains with no bridges in between and you are happily contributing to the mounds with your amount of bull and fool-me-once/fool-me-twice/fool-me-too-many-times charm and i can’t take it anymore. your unsteady hands keep feeding my already shaky faith on what i thought this was and you’re only breaking down the foundation of the path i was trying to build but now i have to turn it into a wall. so just walk away and try to avoid leaving any imprints in the concrete that is now my heart. because i don’t need another reminder that you were once welcomed here at all."
You played it off before that it was nothing. You rather made me feel the fool than realize you fucked up. But you snaked around back to me. Little drops, here and there. I said, "hands and knees baby" because you made a fool of me. Take it or leave it, prove me wrong. I dare you. I know you love a challenge, here I go - presenting a fucking obstacle.
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